What is your name?"My real name is Kaaren, but mostly people call me Karen for short." Karen? I like Anzhel better, it suits you more than Karen. Ka...en isa terrible name for a pretty woman such as you. Karen is an ArmenianMan's name." Hold that thought a moment," I said interrupting him, "You think youcan handle a little more speed?" I said guessing we were only doingabout a hundred knots."Hit me with it, I trust you." Ok, tell me if you can't take it anymore. Don't worry, I can hearyou. . Was my guilt showing? How did she know I was a fallen priest? I was consumed with her beauty. Now that I knew she was a bad girl I wanted her. I needed to be with her.“I’m really good at blowjobs. My mother’s boyfriend told me so. My mother caught me and her boyfriend having sex. It wasn’t the first-time father. I really love to have sex. I’m good at it. I could show you father.”I just looked at her and smiled. She was sent from God. She was my salvation. I’d take her to a motel. 'm not sure why, but when it was just Allison and I, I don't remember dreaming at all. Maybe it had something to do with the parents coming home, or being back in my bed. Whatever the reason, it seemed like as soon as I hit my pillow I found myself in the hallway outside, of all places, Shannon's room. I had been trying to think of how to talk to her but hadn't come to any real conclusions. I guess somewhere in my head a part of me thought I was ready. I will tell all and let the story unfold...I had closed the pub and gone out to my car on a chilly Autumn night. Damn the thing wouldn't start. Danny was in the car Park, he was the son of Len the local Window cleaner. "Do you want me to look at it" he shouted as his mates roared off in a souped up hot rod!"Oh yes please hun"I purred.Bonnet up he tinkled for a while "try it now" I turned the key in the ignition, brmmmit burst into life. "Your a Genius wanna lift home" I shouted. Clearly been.